"Taking her hands away from the bulge for just a few seconds, she reached round till she had both hands on the waistband of his underpants, then she p...lled them down to his knees and let them drop to rest on his trousers. As she pulled down there was a definite sound of elastic stretching and snapping back as the bulge was finally released from its restraints, and she gave a little laugh as his thoroughly stiff staff flicked up and hit her on the chin."It's not very romantic, is it?" he said,. “Oh my fucking God! Make me cum! Make me cum!” I looked up just in time to see her face set in an orgasmic grimace. I was once told that if your woman didn’t look like she was in the middle of an exorcism, you weren’t doing it right. Well, here was the proof. I was, indeed, doing it right! Her mouth hung open in a silent scream, her heaving breasts were flushed and her spasming cunt was rewarding me with a mouthful of her musky cream. “Now, my lady, I am willing to submit to your every desire.. She walked in and sarcastically complimented him on his nice home. Clark immediately said “haha, nice touch. Now I see you have come prepared for a litt-..” “Not so fast Mr. Hopkins. I want those pictures first, then you’ll have your fun.” Shit Clark thought. “Well I didn’t want this to happen, there are no pictures Jen. I just wanted you, that’s all. Now you work at a strip club, and you’ve come this far. Are you willing to come a little farther?” “But Mr. Hopkins…” as Jen began to fake. I put my head down on the table and began to cry.I was the other woman. The one he fucked when his wife was gone.I felt so dirty.He was totally oblivious to my tears, my feelings, to what he was doing to me.He was degrading me.And I was letting him do it.The next night he was back. There wasn’t even the pretense of dinner this time, as soon as I opened the door, he kissed me hard and backed me up against the wall. As he went to turn me around, I placed my hands on his chest.“Tommy, stop.”He.